Saturday Night GIF Fever

Check this out, guys.

If you've been reading along, you may remember that a few months ago I went off sweets. My body just stopped wanting anything sweet. No, I can't tell you how that happened. Believe me, I'm as bummed about it as you are, because if I could I'd be well on my way to being a millionaire at this moment.

A fat cat, as it were.

But tonight, out of the blue and for the first time in months, I had a craving for something sweet. Not just something, but something very specific: I wanted Archer Farms Peanut Butter & Jelly Trail Mix from Target.

Because heaven, that's why.

After ascertaining that my body was actually serious about wanting Archer Farms Peanut Butter & Jelly Trail Mix and not just jacking with me, I drove to my local Target and made a beeline for the GORP aisle.

They were fully stocked on every single conceivable type of fruit/nut/M&M/banana chip/weird seeds and shit combination...except one. On an entire wall of trail mix-y goodness, there was but a single sold-out item.

Three guesses.

Go screw yourself, universe.

So here's a post full of GIFs. GIFs are adorable. And I don't feel like writing about anything substantive because I'm totally pouting about my PBJ trail mix.

*kicks dirt*

Hey, you know what would cheer me up? A stampede of guinea pigs.

Also, Sir Patrick Stewart being darling and goofy.

A Corgi pup always lifts the spirits.

But if that doesn't work...dance party!

Kramer has the power to charm (bonus happiness points if you can name the classic "Seinfeld" episode shown here).

Sometimes penguins are jerks!

Not that David Bowie finds such shenanigans amusing.

Still, you know what they say.

So just enjoy this squeeish sloth.

And shark-cat on a Roomba.

I guess I'll go eat some almonds and weird seeds and shit. Or maybe stick my face in the sugar bowl.